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Grootmoeder Vis
- Een eerste kinderboek over evolutie/ontwikkeling -
Door Jonathan Tweet * Illustraties door Karen Lewis
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Onze dank gaat uit naar de backers, die het boek mogelijk maakten.
Wij danken in het bijzonder Eric Meikle en andere wetenschappelijke onderwijzers, die ons hebben geholpen bij het corrigeren van de wetenschappelijke informatie.
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Voor Tessa, mijn originele inspiratie, J.T.
Voor Kent en Sam met liefde, K.L.
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Vis (of meervoud vissen)
Dit is onze grootmoeder Vis.
Ze leefde lang, lang, lang, lang, lang geleden.
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Ze kon wiebelen en snel zwemmen.
Kun jij wiebelen?
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En ze had kaken om me te kauwen.
Kun jij kauwen?
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Grootmoeder Vis had veel verschillende kleinkinderen.
Die konden wiebelen en kauwen.
Kun jij onze grootmoeder reptiel vinden?
(cousin can mean son or daughter of uncle/aunt)
Grootmoeder Vis, Neef Straalvin vis, Grootmoeder Reptiel, Nicht Kwab Straalvin vis, Nicht Haai.
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Reptiel
Dit is onze grootmoeder Reptiel.
Ze leefde lang, lang, lang, lang geleden.
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Ze kon kruipen over de grond.
Kun jij kruipen?
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Ze kon lucht in- en uitademen.
kun jij ademen?
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Grootmoeder Reptiel had veel verschillende soorten kleinkinderen.
Die konden wiebelen en kauwen en kruipen en ademen.
Kun jij onze Grootmoeder Mammal vinden?
Grootmoeder Reptiel, Nicht Dimetrodon, Grootmoeder Mammal, Neef Hagedis, Neef Triceratops, Nicht Vogel.
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Zoogdier
Dit is grootmoeder Zoogdier
Ze leefde lang, lang, lang geleden.
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Haar babietjes konden piepen als ze honger hadden.
Kun jij piepen?
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En ze kon knuffelen met haar babies en ze melk voeren.
Kun jij knuffelen?
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Grootmoeder Mammal had veel verschillende soorten kleinkinderen.
Ze konden wiebelen en kauwen en kruipen en ademen en piepen en knuffelen.
Kun jij onze Grootmoeder Aap vinden?
(Cousin is interchangeable. So in each place Neef (M) and Nicht (F) can be changed at leasure.)
Grootmoeder Mammal, Grootmoeder Aap, Nicht Paard, Neef Walvis, Nicht Carnivoor, Neef Olifant.
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Aap/Primaat
Dit is grootmoeder Aap.
Ze leefde lang, lang geleden.
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Ze kon takken grijpen om te klimmen.
Kun jij grijpen?
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En ze kon roepen/juichen als ze blij was.
Kun jij juichen?
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Grootmoeder Aap had veel verschillende soorten kleinkinderen.
Ze konden wiebelen en kauwen en kruipen en ademen en piepen en knuffelen en grijpen en juichen.
Kun jij onze grootmoeder Mens vinden?
Grootmoeder Aap, Nicht Orang-oetan, Neef Gorilla, Nicht Chimpansee, Grootmoeder Mens, Neef Gibbon.
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Mens
Dit is grootmoeder Mens.
Ze leefde lang geleden.
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Ze kon lopen op twee benen/voeten.
Kun jij lopen?
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Ze kon praten en verhalen vertellen.
Kun jij praten?
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Grootmoeder mens had veel verschillende soorten kleinkinderen.
Ze konden wiebelen en kauwen en kruipen en ademen en piepen en knuffelen en grijpen
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en juichen en lopen en praten....
En ik zie een van hen hier bij me!
En ik zie er zelfs een hier bij me! ('zelfs' relates to 'even' as in the same translation as 'right' which would translate to 'precies', but Dutch don't use Precies in this manner, though the word translates to South African as 'Net', which IS used in the same fashion as English '..en ek sien een van hulle net hier')
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Al het leven op aarde is familie van elkaar.
Deze stamboom leidt langs de evolutie van het leven op Aarde.
Deze boom benadrukt de 'grootmoeders', maar de echte boom is nog veel groter.
Zet je vinger op een willekeurige plaats op een willekeurige tak van de boom en die plek is waar een hele groep dieren leefden en vermenigvuldigen. Alle organismen/dieren na dat punt op die tak zijn, afstammelingen/kleinkinderen van die dieren, maar dat geldt ook voor alle organismen/dieren op de aftakkingen van die tak.
Onze 'evolutionaire' stamboom.
Letter:
Beste ouders, leraren, babysitters en andere lezers:
Het verhaal van Grootmoeder Vis geeft kinderen een beeld van hoe evolutie met ieder van hen persoonlijk verbonden is, maar alleen jullie kunnen hen uitleggen hoe evolutie werkt. Grootmoeder Vis zijn mijn woorden, maar je begrijpt je eigen kinderen beter en bereikt hen daarom beter in je eigen bewoordingen.
Evolutie door natuurlijke selectie is erg moeilijk om te begrijpen, omdat het niet altijd intuitief is. Veel volwassenen hebben een verkeerd beeld van evolutie en voor een boel mensen is het allemaal onbegrijpelijk. Deze laatste pagina's zijn u om te delen met uw kinderen. Ze zijn geschreven voor u, maar ze zijn eenvoudig genoeg verwoord om de juiste woorden voor uw kinderen te vinden. De eenvoudige beschrijving maken het materiaal ook toegankelijk voor zelfstandig gebruik door oudere kinderen.
De eind notities zijn een bron voor u om wanneer nodig uit te putten. Laat uw kinderen u leiden in wat ze willen weten en begrijpen. Blader door deze pagina's om te weten wat er is en lees dan de delen die u interessant vindt of uw kinderen interesseren.
Jonathan Tweet
Seattle 2015
woensdag 19 augustus 2015
donderdag 16 juli 2015
1. Safe
Jake sighed and slumped his shoulders in defeat.
Damnit! I can't believe it! He then yelled fuming. He stood up and kicked the metal casing of the safe. He had been trying to crack the bloody thing, the last seven hours straight.
What the hell is wrong with me?! Jake growled as he walked over to the board with the schematics of the safe. He rubbed the stubbles on his chin. The drawings showed a small customized Bejamin Sherwood safe. There was clearly some very special 'customization' done to it.
Jake had been cracking fire safes for the last fifteen years. Very successfully. The last three years, he had not run into anything he could not crack...within three hours. True, the modern ones, needed additional high tech equipment, but that was to be expected. Now he had gotten the assignment to open this freaking antique and it was giving him stomach burn. He was going through the schematics again, crossing out parts that could not have been modified, marking the place that was clearly not like it was supposed to on the schema.
He suddenly looked at the door. The buzzer was low, but it had rang.
What?! Jake hissed still agrevated. No way someone would bother him at this time of day....or actually it was night already, when he glimpsed at the clock on the counter. He walked towards the door, but hesitated. He buttoned his jeans, and looked through the peephole.
Hi Jake said with a smile, as he opened the door. An out of place blond woman, wearing a suite, was looking at him annoyed.
How can I help you? He added friendly, holding the door as closed as possible, acting as if he wasn't properly dressed. Which in a way was correct, considering the outfit of the woman. If he had known, he would have matched her, just to impress. The eyes of the woman looked at him, not the least impressed, causing him to wonder if he would have pulled it off.
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Damnit! I can't believe it! He then yelled fuming. He stood up and kicked the metal casing of the safe. He had been trying to crack the bloody thing, the last seven hours straight.
What the hell is wrong with me?! Jake growled as he walked over to the board with the schematics of the safe. He rubbed the stubbles on his chin. The drawings showed a small customized Bejamin Sherwood safe. There was clearly some very special 'customization' done to it.
Jake had been cracking fire safes for the last fifteen years. Very successfully. The last three years, he had not run into anything he could not crack...within three hours. True, the modern ones, needed additional high tech equipment, but that was to be expected. Now he had gotten the assignment to open this freaking antique and it was giving him stomach burn. He was going through the schematics again, crossing out parts that could not have been modified, marking the place that was clearly not like it was supposed to on the schema.
He suddenly looked at the door. The buzzer was low, but it had rang.
What?! Jake hissed still agrevated. No way someone would bother him at this time of day....or actually it was night already, when he glimpsed at the clock on the counter. He walked towards the door, but hesitated. He buttoned his jeans, and looked through the peephole.
Hi Jake said with a smile, as he opened the door. An out of place blond woman, wearing a suite, was looking at him annoyed.
How can I help you? He added friendly, holding the door as closed as possible, acting as if he wasn't properly dressed. Which in a way was correct, considering the outfit of the woman. If he had known, he would have matched her, just to impress. The eyes of the woman looked at him, not the least impressed, causing him to wonder if he would have pulled it off.
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zaterdag 16 mei 2015
A vault of faults
After the inspiration of a....friend (Thanks Raven), I am now putting my writings to blog. Just so when I want, people can comment on my excerpts...or writings.
Up to now, I have written several scripts, half stories etc., but most have been unfinished because of the faults in my mind. I have not been able to finish them.
My initial course of actions has been to seek out others to write with. Basically to increase my writing qualities and match them with what is out there.
The results were...mixed. The most remarkable effects of my activities, have been finding people with quite high quality of mind for writing, but lack of self confidence in their abilities. I have been able to increase the self awareness in three of them, to more consistent levels of writing. With it, also improving my own (I hope). I can't even begin to express how grateful I am to these three (Jen, Felicia and Meg) in particular and one more (Nicky), who has laid the bar at such a level for the rest of my endavours, that I forced myself to keep to the level and expect the same from others.
This blog will contain my works...my faults....creative or otherwise.
Up to now, I have written several scripts, half stories etc., but most have been unfinished because of the faults in my mind. I have not been able to finish them.
My initial course of actions has been to seek out others to write with. Basically to increase my writing qualities and match them with what is out there.
The results were...mixed. The most remarkable effects of my activities, have been finding people with quite high quality of mind for writing, but lack of self confidence in their abilities. I have been able to increase the self awareness in three of them, to more consistent levels of writing. With it, also improving my own (I hope). I can't even begin to express how grateful I am to these three (Jen, Felicia and Meg) in particular and one more (Nicky), who has laid the bar at such a level for the rest of my endavours, that I forced myself to keep to the level and expect the same from others.
This blog will contain my works...my faults....creative or otherwise.
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